You hate your life, your way of thinking,
Trying to leave and curse the fate.
The way of hope, of lethal drinking,
It’s all the same, it is too late…
Returning back reminiscences,
You really think that It was great!
All that you feel is only senses,
They make you glad, but it’s too late…
You close your eyes and break with past,
Then change your life, your friends and crate.
And later change your love at last,
Don’t try to try, it is too late…
You want to hide in the background,
And silently to clean the slate.
And at the end all that you’ve found
Would scare you, it is too late…
Sometimes you think you found solution,
Forget! It’s never ultimate!
The silly way of retribution
Won’t save your honor, it’s too late…
It is too late to do anything,
To be in panic, to love and hate.
It’s the time of non-feasible thing
It is too late, it is too late…

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